Heard the cry go up, “How long?”
Saw the weak and feeble sink ’neath
Competition’s cursed wrong.
For a moment paused she shuddering;
Hers in part the guilt, the blame—
Untrue to herself and others,
Careless to her sister’s shame.
Then, she rose—with inward vision
Nerving all her powers for good;
Feeling one with suffering sisters